"It's true."
Lo Qianxue nodded.
"Damn it!"
Qin Feiyang clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a frighteningly fierce light.
"Originally, the people from the Imperial Capital wanted to take Yiyi, Yan Nanshan, and me away as well, but thanks to the pleas of Wang Hong and the old man, we were spared."
Lo Qianxue sighed.
Qin Feiyang asked, "Is Wang Hong still the governor of Spirit State now?"
"He is."
"But only nominally."
"There is a large contingent of Black Iron Army stationed in our State City. They won't leave until they capture you."
Lo Qianxue said.
Qin Feiyang blamed himself, "It's all my fault for dragging you into this."
"Don't say that."
"Both I and the old man have always treated you as family. As long as you're safe, we're relieved."
Lo Qianxue patted the back of Qin Feiyang's hand, comforting him.
"But Aunt Xue, I can't be at ease!"
Qin Feiyang lowered his head, his face full of pain.
